#mrs. burrow

[bengals-barnesbabe]

parenthood w/ mrs. burrow ~ blurb

wc: 855 ish

joe burrow masterlist

The house is quiet, which is extremely rare for 2 PM, but by some divine intervention, all the kids are napping at the same time. So you're using this time to catch up on your new hobby, crocheting. You’re not that good yet, but that’s from a lack of practice.

Your husband walks into the room as you're undoing your last stitch.

“I see those lessons from my mom didn’t really work.” He smirks, lying down on the couch with his head on your lap.

You roll your eyes and attempt the stitch again. “For someone in choking distance, I’d keep your mouth shut.”

“Like you’d ever choke me, but I might return the favor if you’re lucky.” He winks, earning a smile from you.

You lean down and place a small kiss on his nose.

“What, that’s all I get?”

“Yup, and speaking of your mom… I saw her on the news making your favorite. I’m not gonna say it because-

“Because it’s on the long list of foods I have to stay away from during the season? Yeah thanks for the reminder.” He groans dramatically, turning his body and smushing his face in your thighs.

“Aww my poor baby…” Putting your failed project aside to rake your fingers through his soft hair and lightly scratch his scalp.

“Mmmhmm..” He relaxes under your touch and hums against your leggings. “Yup, poor me. Poor poor me..”

You snort, continuing the scalp massage. Letting your blunt nails glide along the tender skin and pads of your fingers rub with just the right amount of pressure to induce his light moans and groans of pleasure.

After a few minutes, his body is completely relaxed as you’ve lured him into a light slumber. Reflexively, your fingers part and scoop strands of his hair into small braids throughout his head.

Snapping out of the trance you were in, you have to hold back your giggles as you take in your work. Biting your bottom lip, you reach over for your phone to snap a picture. But the second your hands leave his head, he looks up at you. His face relaxed, eyes half open and pink lips curled into a soft closed mouth smile.

“You know, I was just thinking…” He starts, seemingly unaware of his current hair situation. “You should go on the news and talk about your job.”

Your shoulders untense, and a smile finds your features as well. He understands how much you enjoy working with youth and counseling them on navigating the pressures of adolescence while maintaining a healthy state of mind.

“You’re a great youth counselor, the kids love you… All kids love you, even mine.” He smiles lazily, putting his head back down in your lap.

“Your kids are my kids, baby.”

“Exactly. They love you like I love you.” You have a soft spot for when he gets like this. His tone was loving, relaxed, and almost slurred as if he were under the influence.

“Well, Mr. Burrow, that would mean I have to make something original on the show.” You ponder the idea for less than a minute, then mutter. “The only things I know how to make from scratch are babies.”

His usually boisterous, carefree laughter is muffled by the fabric of your leggings, but you can feel his wide smile warming your skin. “I love doing that with you.”

“I know you do. There’s a reason why we have 3 under 4.” You chuckle.

“What can I say, we make great babies.” He turns to face you once more then leans up to kiss your lips, his lips move slow and almost cautious against yours. He smiles softly against yours when you begin to kiss back, before taking your chin driving his lips more passionately against yours.

Your love for each other speaks for itself as your lips move rhythmically against his. Nothing could possibly interfere with the peace and serenity of this moment except maybe the yells and cries coming from upstairs, from two distinct examples of that love.

You pull away with a sigh, but it’s not of disappointment; your smile mirrors his. “I think our presence is needed.” You chuckle softly.

“Yeah, I’ll go investigate the damage our offspring have caused.” Joe pecks your lips once more, then lifts himself off the couch and jogs upstairs.

He reacts only after you hear the door to your son’s room open. “Oh shit.”

Usually he’s able to handle your munchkins all by himself, but the four letter word he mutters worries you.

“Babe!?” You call out, promptly standing from the couch.

“Uhhhh... Thing Two had a blowout on Thing One’s bed.” He relays as the cries only get louder.

“I just cleaned-” You shake your head, neglecting to finish the thought because this is just one of the joys of motherhood. “You handle bath time, I’ll strip the sheets!”

“Got it!” He replies as you grab an old laundry basket, then join them upstairs in your oldest son’s room.

“At least Princess is okay.” You mutter, pulling off the soiled sheets.

“Mama!”

Nevermind.

“Dada’s hair funny!”

a/n: inspired by the interview @joecoolburrow posted. i wrote this in one sitting, first time in forever for that. so... how my people doing? I'm currently in the finals trenches with 4 different injuries, but I'm doing grrrreat..

[baddestbfromda301]

i had to search for this video but ik i remembered him saying this but what a fitting song for him😏

[lovecincy]

Random video

[majdoline]

Joe and his trusty satchel taking on the world one city at a time

[aceluk]

mr burrows… fritz smith who?

[artmolonara]

Betting Mr Ring A Ding’s fav food is probably truffles, what with his pig snoot and all.

Dude would be floating on that scene in “pie on the windowsill” fashion, snoot be snuffling.

And for those reader heads out there: Whoever he fancies he’d be commenting on how much he loves their scent, maybe even calling them his little truffle.

[acourtoffeyandfables]

god they're already so good

[scalpho]

was watching burrow's end and thought to myself Woah jasper william cartwright is the only man at the table. it took me a good minute before i realised my mistake. brennan lee mulligan was mothering so hard i forgot he was not actually a woman

[starsinthesky5]

everyone needs to lock in and manifest that my brother comes through and gets us bengals sideline tickets for the bengals v eagles preseason game. also so i can do it for the girls and get all the sideline joe content

[notasecrettelepath]

It's pretty much quasi-canon that Evan "Buck" Buckley has a praise kink, but no one wants to ever talk about Edmundo "Eddie" Diaz having a competence kink. You can pry this headcanon out of my dead, cold fucking hands

[ichabodjane]

The Rings of Power S01E08 “Alloyed”: A Brief Recap Part 2

[Pt1]  [Pt3]  [Pt4]  [Masterpost]

[bengals-barnesbabe]

Pairing: Joe Burrow x Singer!FemReader

Summary: basically Joe's appreciation thread after Venus' live and then some..

Chapter 24: Mr. Perfect

#Track9 Masterlist | Main Masterlist

TW: implied smut, language, haters.

Part 2 🩷

<<< Part One | Ch. 25: Showtime >>>

a/n: we're not going to talk about the gap between part one and part two, just ignore it.

[chloeworships]

Joeyyyyyyy 😍🏆

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Comeback player of the year. There’s more to come

Congratulations 🥳

I hope this BOOST his faith ✝️

[naughtydogg]

in reference to my latest post 🥵

[be-ready-when-i-say-go]

I’m so sure others have sent this one in but it’s my one of my favorites cause it’s a little slutty.🤣

He looks so, "aha, without me?" in this photo. Like the frat boy I'd daydream will ruin me but in fact would never know I exist except to get the notes from the lecture he was too hungover for (even though I am 7 years out from undergrad). I'm going to cease to exist.

No one's sent this in from what I can remember so thank you for sharing!

[stripeixii]

CYBERNETIC TEARS

First crack at edwin and burrows design